Art Attack Central
Fixing stuff, myself included…
New ISP
Kinks in new isp, trouble connecting and staying connected! Can’t get my mail either; so if you’ve been trying to reach me and haven’t gotten a response, now you know why. Will respond as soon as I’ve ironed out the bugs.
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How Much Revealed?
If you type your name into google, what comes up? How much do you want “the world” to know? If you’ve been blogging for a couple of months the robots know it and show it. Therefore, I’ve decided to delete a small bit (0100) of information from a post. The Internal Affairs Blog Police are watching you; every tittle and jot is recorded by the robots.
Why? Are you protecting yourself or someone else?
Some things really are better left unsaid.
“As human beings, we are endowed with freedom of choice, and we cannot shuffle off our responsibility upon the shoulders of God or nature. We must shoulder it ourselves. It is our responsibility.”
–Arnold J. Toynbee
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Mental Prosthesis
Yes, in these troubled times of who done what to whom, a mental prosthesis is paramount if you’re hobbled by bees in your head.
Bees in your head?
Notice I didn’t post yesterday? That was due to the number of bees found bumbling around in the frontal lobes. A mental prosthesis is like a Freudian bridge for the mouth; however, one must be constantly on the lookout for feet. “Four feet under”, that’s what they said, “if you’ve got bees in your head you may as well be four feet under.” Now that’s something you can get your teeth into.
So that’s why you didn’t post?
Well, not exactly. I got sidetracked off into php land; that’s where the bees come in. I started thinking how cool the blogsnob ads are, and wanted to figure out how to do it without using javaScript. So I’m reading a php tutorial at daholygoat. Ah, I see I need to download the apache webserver as well as the php engine. Oh, and then I’ve got to find the absolute coolest freeware super text editor. The text editor I found HTML-KIT is pretty damn cool; however, then I spent way too much time downloading and installing a wide variety of pluggins for it and then figuring out how to use them. Meanwhile, I’m still on the first page of the tutorial; hours go by while I’m trying to figure out how number one, to configure the server as console, and then two, from console to server, and how to install the php engine. And why does it need my SMPT mail? I still don’t know s..t about how to set up the ads using php!
What’s on your plate for today?
I think I’ll chew on something my own size for a change the thesis in exchange for the prosthesis; although there’s nothing I like better than trying to figure out [knew] “stuff”, or should I say trying to swallow more than I can chew?
“Imagine the Creator as a stand up commedian – and at once the world becomes explicable.”
–H. L. Mencken
Final Note
Speaking of prosthetics here’s a very weird site: cutoffmyfeet. Real? Sick? Sad? Joke? I have no idea? = Inexplicable!
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Trade Secrets
“I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours”, we all remember that one! Trading secrets is the beginning of building trust between two people. Don’t you find that a little odd? It’s not just trading histories with each other as if they were baseball cards. It’s not just sharing information which ends or begins with, “now you can’t tell anyone else about this…”, or “you can’t tell so and so…” Trading secrets is more than gossip.
What’s the difference?
If it’s gossip you’re merely exchanging “pleasantries”. A secret when revealed contains within it a part of you. The sum of those revealed parts is the measure of trust you are capable of maintaining within a particular relationship. Your measure may be larger or smaller than the measure of your friend/lover/wife/husband.
So?
Are we drawn most to those who reveal themselves, or to those who elicit the [revealer] within us? They are not necessarily one and the same.
“There is much pleasure to be gained from useless knowledge.”
–Bertrand Russell
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Painter NOT Painting
How is it that I have a passion for painting, but I haven’t painted in six months? How did so many “people” break in line ahead of the painter? Even “folks” like, “well I’ve quit drinking and I always drink wine when I’m painting so…” If you don’t give what it is you love top priority, there will always be something/someone you’ve got to take care of, do first, or before or in the middle of.
Why don’t you just start painting?
I could say I’ve got painters block, but it’s not true. My grandmother would say, “you made your bed, so lie in it”. Currently she’s probably right, and that’s what I’m doing, but it ain’t pleasant.
What’s wrong with your bed?
It’s not so much the bed, as it is one of those people who broke in line ahead of the painter, right before the painter was about to make her bed. The old graduate student (see hat list) said, “if you don’t let me get ahead of you, all the student loan money will be wasted.” This is the last semester in which the completion of the thesis will lead to an MA, so she’s in charge for another four months, while the rest of us languish in the background. Multitasking is one thing, and multipersonality is another!
Are you saying you have MPD?
Not really; I guess I’m saying I just don’t want to play the old graduate student today, but I will anyway, and someday soon I’ll get to be the painter again. You would think that someone who returns to school late in life would know exactly, “who/what they wanted to be when they grow up.” I’m here to tell you that’s not always the case, and no I’m not going to be a diletante when I grow up either.
“Every man has his follies — and often they are the most interesting thing he has got.”
–Josh Billings
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Sharing pyRads
If you’ve never heard of Jeremy’s Prophecy, take a look. Then go here to be a supporting character in Keith Kimmmel’s next novel.
What’s up with you?
It’s a beautiful day in Baltimore, and I’ve got an awful lot to accomplish today, so I guess not much to say. Where is love when you need it? I can answer my own question for a change; it’s when you don’t need it that you feel it. It’s where you left it the last time you felt it.
Not much to say?
Wherever you are, I hope the sun is shinning, or the moon is full, and your life is filled with nuts and bolts and screws that make you want to live another day. So figure out how to give what you have “away” around the mess you’re in.
“The problem is not that there are problems. The problem is expecting otherwise and thinking that having problems is a problem.”
–Theodore Rubin
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